Charisma

~ twenty-eight ~

August A.

Ding Dong

The doorbell rang and I went and looked through da peephole.

Kayla

I rolled my eyes. I thought about what Kendrick said, maybe it will help. So imma try it.

I opened the door and here she was smiling at me.

Dumb bitch

"Hey Aug" She chirped.

"Wazzam" I nodded at her.

"So you ain't gone let me in?" She chuckled.

I fought the urge to cuss her out. "Yeah come on in"

She stepped in and looked around.

"This is nice" She said.

"Thanks"

"Why you look so uncomfortable" She turned and looked at me.

"I'm not." I said.

"Where's Charisma?" She asked.

"Why you worried about ha'?"

She raised an eyebrow. "I was just asking."

"Well it's none of yo business, whatchu doin' hea?" I folded my arms. I was tryin my hardest not to beat this bitch ass.

"I was just comin to see how you were doing. I haven't seen you in a long time" She stepped closer, and I took a step back.

"We ain't even coo nomo"

"Well lets be back cool, Aug" She smiled at me.

"Nah I'm straight onnat." I clenched my jaw.

"I know you miss me." She touched my chest.

"No not really" I shrugged her off me.

"Okay have it your way Aug" She smirked.

"Why the fuck you smirking?"

"Cause things are going to get really interesting" She chuckled, and walked around me walking out.

I'm finding Charisma, best believe that

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Charisma J.